Your PresenceA Poem by PrynkaSudden demise of your partner and when you come back to your empty home.I
climb up the stairs to reach our home, You
silently look from the window I know. As
I enter it, with a heavy heart. I
really do not know from where do I start.
In
the living room, I sit on our sofa. I
stare at the wall hanging. It
has a Sweet home with tiny birds chirping! With
flowers yellow, red and rose. But
where has the hustle gone from my house. In
my own house I feel so lonely. Why
do I feel so empty? All
things are in place. But
still why isn’t there solace.
I
enter the kitchen to find it so tidy. How
can it not look so! As
you have carved it my lovely lady.
I
enter our God’s room. Can
still find the dried flower you had placed. As
I look at the God’s photo, I
still have the same question. Why
is my home so empty and dull?
I
open our terrace door. I
sit on the dusty swing and mourn. In
the busy park beneath with so many people. I
search for you and my giggle.
Everything
in the house is touched by you Everything
is felt by you. Everything
was alive when you where here. To
find you I move here, there and everywhere.
My
legs feel weak to reach our room. With
all the strength I enter it soon. I
dared to open your cupboard. All
your clothes, I hug and cry. Your
fragrance still lingers. The
mirror still has your bindis stuck Red,
green and blue! I still curse my luck.
I
sit on our bed which has a blue sheet. As
I look on the beach print on it. I
feel when will we ever meet.
With
moist eyes I move to our balcony. I
can feel the plants agony. They
want to meet you, Be
fed and felt by you.
I
move around everywhere in the house. But
nowhere I feel full. Oh
my dear wife you don’t know how lonely I feel. Can
this emptiness be ever HEALED??? © 2018 PrynkaAuthor's Note
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